One day you cry
Another day you fly
You suddenly like dance
Leaving lessons in France
You howl like crowl
And pull down your Jowl
You Feel the inner Thud
As back memories flood
At times you cry
As you feel the gut dry
Then you let yourself out
To boom the routinic rout
You write and erase
Those heartful words and phrase
You laugh yet you mum
Why healing has tantrums?
The jolt that you feel
To play the past reel
Then you have to succumb
Coz things fallen like crumbs
Days pass by
As time fly
Gut no more feels dry
Solitude says ‘Hii’
You meet the different you
As Calm as drop dew
You search yourself out
Who was lost in ambiguous doubts
You learn to differentiate
Which energy or person to associate
Things normalise eventually
But never till true normality
